"We now return you to your regularly scheduled slice of Nep's Inside Story." The voice of the Planeptune CPU resounded as the scene slowly began to form and- why is Neptune still wearing a moustache?

"We've gotten some pretty good discounts on items with them so far." So now Nepgear is wearing a moustache as well? "We saved 20 coins while shopping. I wonder if we can get an even better discount if we clean these up a bit and make them shinier." I mean, another thing could be giving them a nice trim.

"Well obviously that's how it works around here. We'll have to invest in a comb as soon as we get out of here." How is it that Neptune is only good at things that involve breaking things, saving money, and anything to do with plot convenience? And pudding, don't forget pudding (Everyone already knows that, to the point where we don't even need to comment on it. You're right.) "At least we can now say that we're interdimensional business CPUs!"

"You guys have spent hours shopping, can we please just move on, already?" Someone says it, and besides, where did all of these coins come from? "How much did you even spend?"

"If I had to guess then I think we must have spent at least 236 coins… But we got some really good discounts and saved 20." Said the young candidate with a sparkle in her eyes that was reminiscent of a metrosexual vampire in sunlight.

"Um… Where did you even get that many coins? I counted 50 from that entire trek through… Wherever that part of Bowser was." A flat face occupied Starlow's expression.

"A Nepugician never reveals her secrets." True story. "Besides, I got a knack for breaking games and taking names. Ooh, lookie, I'm a poet and I didn't even know it." Such is the life of the elusive Neptune. Truly an individual that defied any and all conventions and rules laid out before her. Unless, of course, those were her own rules in which she played by.

"Wait, something just occured to me." Nepgear, please tell me it's not something related to facial hair, or any hair in general. What? Stop glaring! "If we're inside of Bowser, doesn't that mean we should feel when he's moving?"

"How naive, Junior. If that was the case then it'd be impossible to really move forward in this type of scenario. Do you have any idea how frustrated players would be if stuff like that got in the way of their experience? It's kinda like if Son(Redacted) could actually move at the speed of sound in his games. He'd be impossible to control."

"Oh, that… makes a lot of sense…" That was… very informative indeed. "Are you sure you're my sister?"

"Ouchies! Jr! How could you possibly question the blood that runs deeper than our pudding?! This is like the Con(Redacted) Ending all over again!" Neptune, stop kneeling on the ground, you're soaking up… Bowser… Enzymes… Or whatever that liquid is, I don't know. It's soaking your clothes. "Ooh, fanservice for the readers!"

"I guess you're right sis. I'm sorry, it was wrong of me to question you."

"Aww, it's no biggie, my dear little sis." And with quick pat on the head from Neptune and a short giggle of joy from Nepgear the two sisters turned back to Starlow, now focusing on the task at hand… Finally! Plot pro-

Meanwhile, in the Hyperdimension, our two heroes are waking from a heavy slumber. Rejuvenated, the two left the inn, promptly dropping a bag full of credits to pay for their stay. "Hm…" Mario rubbed his chin softly, pondering their next move. "Kotoko tenu ke pero?"

"Hm… Un." Wait, they're going to go find some work? What could ex-plumbers do in this dimension? (Ah, but remember, they are not just your ordinary plumbers. They're also snake charmers and soccer coaches and- you get the picture. Oh yeah, but where did they get the time to do all of that? Yes.) Luigi quickly scribbled something on his cape, showing it to the faceless Inn-Keeper.

"Oh, work? You could try the Guild, they'll let you take quests for a handful of credits as a reward, and rare items." Wait, why is the Inn-Keeper faceless? And why is everyone else faceless except for our heroes?

As if communicating with some weird brotherly telepathy, the two nodded in agreement before rushing off, in hopes the Guild was much easier to get around with. And a way to get home, but more of an easier time to live with. It only took a matter of minutes for them to arrive at the guild, covered in sweat, clearly the two brothers were out of shape and in need of some major exercise.

"Hooooo." Luigi was using every bit of his willpower not to fall over, so the rumors were true. You could level down. Mario had it even worse, seeing as how he's the chubbier of the two.

"Barone spagunte!" You're not just big boned! Bones don't jiggle! "Rrgh…!"

"Are you going to move?" A tall man asked, standing behind the two. "I need to get into the guild so I can turn in this Dragon Head." Hey, that's our job! "Whatever, just move." Rudely pushing through the two, he left in a hurry.

So, finally, with new items, gear, and a large sword-shaped club in hand, the trio left Toad Square, heading into the next area of Bowser's inside, his Funny Bone. Coming into the large connected system that a bone was, Starlow stopped the sisters. "This place…" She trailed off, waiting for a few moments. "Will you wait a moment?" Flying off ahead, she disappeared from sight, a few words heard from her direction that were barely audible. Speak up, Star Spirit. "Sorry for the wait." Welcome back. "I found something up ahead that bugs me. It's to show you than bo-"

"Ooh, thingie!" Neptune, how fast can you run when you're curious? "This thing's protruding from the wall… LET'S BASH IT!"

"Sis, wait!"

"As if I'm going to wait!" The Goddess; Purple slammed her new club into the shiny thing, a loud 'bang' resonating throughout the area. Good Goddesses, how hard did you slam a club, that belongs to a human stronger than an angel servant of the Goddess of Light mind you, into that shiny thing?! The flooring shook, a loud bellow of pain ripping into the air.

Shaking himself out of it, here the King of Koopas stood up again, the scenery finally reaching his senses. "YAAARGH!" Clutching his stomach, he felt a jolt of pain sear up his side. "Whoa, what did I eat?!" People. "There's a serious war down there!" He jumped again, feeling the pain run up his body again. "YAAARGH!"

A soft voice could be heard coming from… Inside of him? "Hey! Hear me?"

"What the- HEY! Is somebody there?!" Bowser searched left and right, no lifeforms in sight. "Who is that?! Where am I?!"

"Don't bother looking!" Ok, this voice is trippy. "I'm actually down here! Inside your body!"

"You gotta be kidding! It's in my BODY?!" Bowser looked down to his stomach. "HEY YOU! IN THERE! WHAT ARE YOU?! WHY ARE YOU IN MY BODY?!"

"Eeh? This is boring! I want to talk to Bowser too!"

"Neptune, not right now!"

"HEY! THERE ARE TWO OF YOU?!"

"S-Sis! Calm down, just for a bit!"

"ALL THREE OF YOU, GET OUT OF MY BODY!" Bowser's rage was fueled with the fires of Hell, a fury greater than that of our Lord (Your lord, not mine. I thought we agreed on him being the Great Lord Fawful. Huh, oh well.) Fawful's. "But Peach's Castle?" Losing himself deep into thought, Bowser reminded himself of the events. "Mario pounded me, I was chucked into a forest, and then… I ate a weird mushroom from a weirdo in the forest. Weirdo forest mushrooms, came out of nowhere…" You gonna finish that thought? "I DON'T GET IT!" Thank you. "I don't get any of this! This is stupid! And you, partying in my body like you own it. How dare you?!"

A/N(?)

Chisaku: Well, I guess NIS will be…
Who even reads this? Or our thoughts, for that matter.

Draco: That is a very good, if somewhat depressing question.

Chisaku: Ugh, my back hurts from murdering Hecatonchiers. How was training Dinosaurs?

Draco: Nobody's gonna get what we're talking about, you know.

Chisaku: People read this?

Draco: One of them, yes. But that feels like that's about it.

Chisaku: Huh.